() "Where?"

Ji Citing put one hand in his trouser pocket, and the other hand held his mobile phone, and as soon as the call was answered, two extremely simple words came out of his voice.

Lin Manrong was sitting in the bubble tea shop drinking milk tea at the moment, and at night, the sudden phone call and the two words still made her feel a little weird.

"Outside." Lin Manrong took a sip of milk tea and replied tepidly.

Lin Zhuo stood next to the piano, staring at Ji Citing, who was unhappy even with his back, and he didn't know what he wanted to do when he came over today.

After pondering for a while, Lin Zhuo didn't want to see Ji Citing, so he turned around and walked upstairs.

Ji Citing's brows furrowed, of course he knew that she was outside now.

"Which position, I'll go over now."

"No, I'll go back later, you can get busy first." Lin Manrong supported his head with one hand, because there was still some pain on his forehead, and he was not in a very good mood.

Such an unhesitating refusal once again made Ji Citing think of what Mrs. Ji said today, and subconsciously thought that Lin Manrong was with An Lingqing, so he didn't let him go.

Ji Citing's black eyes couldn't help but be a little displeased, he wanted to see when Lin Manrong planned to come back.

Before Lin Manrong could say anything, Ji Citing didn't say a word and directly cut off the call.

'Doodoo Doo'

There was a sound of phone hanging up from the phone, Lin Manrong put the phone down from his ear, and his delicate face was full of doubts.

"What the hell is this neurotic trying to do?" Lin Manrong lowered his head and took a sip of milk tea, muttering to himself.

I called for some reason, and hung up the phone for some reason.

Lin Manrong shook her head, anyway, the unlucky thing she encountered today was not bad.

What's worse is that the long vacation department she invited has ended, and she will send Lin Zhuo to school tomorrow, and she will also go to work.

"The day before I went to work, I hung a lottery on my forehead, do I have to go to the company like this tomorrow?" Lin Manrong took out a small mirror and looked at the white gauze on his forehead, and he didn't even know how to explain it to Lin Zhuo at that time.

Just after sighing, the mobile phone on the table rang 'Ding Dong'.

Lin Manrong thought it was another message from Ji Citing, and his eyes revealed helplessness.

'Sister, that person has come to you, and he's in a bad mood. ’

A simple sentence still made the corners of Lin Manrong's lips unconsciously raised, put down the mirror in his hand, picked up the mobile phone and quickly typed a line of words on the keyboard.

An hour later, Lin Manrong looked up at the clock on the wall, and saw that the time was about the same, so he got up and walked out of the bubble tea shop, and stopped a taxi back.

Not long after Lin Manrong got out of the car, a man walked down from a car that had been parked on the side of the road for a long time, and walked in the direction of Lin Manrong with slender and vigorous steps.

Lin Manrong walked a few steps, keenly aware that something was wrong behind him, clenched one hand into a fist, stopped suddenly, and was about to kick behind him, the man behind him reacted one step faster, and dodged directly.

"How are you?"

When he saw the man behind him clearly, Lin Manrong's nerves, which were still tense just now, finally relaxed, and he exhaled lightly, "Ji Citing, what do you want to do, at night, you appeared behind me without saying a word." ”

The hazy moonlight shone on Ji Citing's handsome and somewhat gloomy face, making it impossible to see what emotions there were.

Lin Manrong stared at Ji Citing with slightly squinted eyes for a while, she felt that something was wrong when she called her at night, and Ji Citing's current expression made her a little confused.

"You ......"

"Do you know it's late?" Ji Citing opened his mouth word by word, interrupting what Lin Manrong had not finished speaking.

Lin Manrong blinked, what time did he come back now and report to him?

"I'm very sleepy now, you should go back early." Lin Manrong was indeed a little sleepy, and he didn't have the heart to discuss these unnutritious topics with Ji Citing here.

Ji Citing was just about to say something, but his gaze suddenly stayed on the position that Lin Manrong covered with the hair on his forehead.

"What's wrong with your forehead?" Ji Citing frowned and asked, and raised his hand to pull the hair in front of Lin Manrong.

The white gauze was unusually dazzling into Ji Citing's sight, and the emotions that he originally wanted to come over and question something were instantly left behind.

Lin Manrong slapped Ji Citing's hand away, and at the mention of this scar on his head, the whole person became more and more unhappy.

"I just accidentally bumped into it." Lin Manrong glanced at the corners of his mouth and said, turned around and walked in the direction of the villa, not wanting to stay here for a while at all.

Bad luck for the day, she just wants to go back to sleep now.

Ji Citing followed behind Lin Manrong, and still couldn't help but ask, "You had an argument with someone in the café today?" ”

Lin Manrong's footsteps stopped instantly, and his already bad mood was more like being lit with firewood at the moment.

"You're looking for someone to follow me?" Lin Manrong turned his head and asked subconsciously.

Ji Citing was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect Lin Manrong to have such an idea.

"Because you're out on a date with another man today, you're afraid I'll follow you?" Ji Citing grabbed Lin Manrong's hand tightly and asked coldly, thinking that Lin Manrong was going out alone with An Lingqing today, all the displeasure couldn't help but surge.

Lin Manrong's delicate eyebrows furrowed, and he subconsciously thought that Ji Citing was really looking for someone to follow him, and his already bad mood became even worse.

"Ji Citing, I went out with An Lingqing today because he has something to ask me for help, what is dating? Can you figure out the situation before you talk about these issues? ”

Lin Manrong explained with an impatient expression, his amber eyes were full of stubbornness, and he really couldn't understand what was going on in the minds of these people.

Something to help?

Ji Citing snorted lightly.

An Lingqing's affairs are really quite a lot!

"Really? You two have a really good relationship. Ji Citing looked disdainful, his words were full of sarcasm, and the strength of Lin Manrong's right hand also increased by several points.

Lin Manrong shook his head, and he didn't know if it was because he didn't look at the constellations when he went out today, so many things were made one after another.

"Anyway, I've already explained this matter, if you still look at this matter according to your own thoughts, then I can't help it."

Lin Manrong tried to break free of his hand, but the person in front of him didn't seem to want to let go at all, but he pulled it tighter and tighter.

See you today

Hell it!

"Ji Citing, you let go!"

Lin Manrong was furious, and all kinds of strange things throughout the day continued until now, and she couldn't help but make the small universe in her heart explode, and her voice also increased by several decibels.

Ji Citing stared at Lin Manrong's extremely impatient face, and when he thought of Lin Manrong and An Lingqing meeting alone in the café, his mood was extremely irritable, as if he hadn't heard Lin Manrong's words, and he held her right hand tightly without any intention of letting go.

Lin Manrong bit his lip, and when he saw Ji Citing standing in front of him without moving, his brain twitched, grabbed Ji Citing's hand, lowered his head, and bit down on Ji Citing's hand fiercely.

For a long time, until a trace of blood spread from the corner of Lin Manrong's mouth, the person in front of him still did not react, standing in front of him like a sculpture, motionless.

Lin Manrong raised his head, swallowed his saliva, and when he saw the row of blood-red tooth marks on Ji Citing's hand, his heart softened, and a trace of guilt appeared on his face.

"Have you bitten enough?" Ji Citing's thin lips moved slightly, and he asked in a low voice.

Lin Manrong's heart trembled violently, seeing that Ji Citing's face had no emotion, and his legs were a little weak unconsciously.

She actually bit the man in front of her who most people dare not offend!

"You've been holding my hand so tightly that it hurts me." Lin Manrong plucked up his courage and said with a dissatisfied face.

Even if she bit the man in front of her, it was because he suddenly had a nervous nerve that was wrong!

Lin Manrong silently cheered himself up in the bottom of his heart.

The more times like this, the more you can't coax yourself!

After a while, Ji Citing finally let go of Lin Manrong's hand, and his deep eyes revealed a trace of helplessness that others couldn't detect.

Lin Manrong couldn't help but take a few steps back, and the courage just now didn't know where to run, and she always felt that the man in front of her made her a little panicked.

"You go back to bed early, I'll go first." Lin Manrong said quickly, pulled his legs and ran away.

It wasn't until he ran to the villa and closed the door that Lin Manrong let go of the breath that had been hanging in his heart, and patted his chest with one hand.

"What does this season mean?" Lin Manrong was so tired that he collapsed directly on the sofa, staring at the ceiling above his head and muttering to himself.

Lin Manrong pursed his lips lightly, and a bad premonition surged up from the bottom of his heart, and he always felt that the future would not be so good.

The next morning, it was Lin Zhuo who knocked on Lin Manrong's door, and Lin Manrong woke up from his sleep.

"Morning, Xiao Zhuo." Lin Manrong stretched out his hand to open the door, and the whole person was so sleepy that he lay directly on the door, forgetting the scar on his forehead.

Lin Zhuo blinked, and at a glance he noticed that something was wrong with Lin Manrong's forehead, and when he saw the gauze on Lin Manrong's head, the whole person was instantly unhappy.

"Head." Lin Zhuo stretched out his finger and pointed at Lin Manrong's injured forehead, and simply spit out two words from his mouth, but the meaning was very clear.

Lin Manrong suddenly came to his senses, he didn't want Lin Zhuo to see the scars, but he didn't expect to be found early in the morning.

"It's okay, when I came back last night, I didn't turn on the light and hit the table." Lin Manrong reached out and grabbed his hair, turned around and walked into the room.

Lin Zhuo didn't say anything, and the very unhappy face of Ji Citing yesterday appeared in his head.